Inner Destroyer

　She tried to scream, but she had no mouth.

　She wanted to escape, but she couldn't find her feet.

　Because all of that was the “clothes” she put on.

　——However, what happened next was still somewhat beyond Qi Xing’s expectations.

　Because as he peeled off the witch's clothes layer by layer, he found that the deep red sea next to it began to crack.

　This was only natural. Since this was the "inner world" that the white-haired miko had established and managed for nearly a thousand years, when Qi Xing ripped off the clothes of her soul, he would naturally force her "inner world" to reveal its true nature.

　But this essence really made Qi Xing feel horrified.

　click

　It sounded like the sound of a mirror shattering, or like the low groan of flesh being torn apart.

　The sea of ​​blood that was originally surging like a nightmare actually slowly split along an invisible axis, like a huge blood-red wound, slowly opening in the center of the world.

　The thick fog and bloody waves receded, revealing an unfathomable trench.

　And in that trench—it was full of people.

　Figures with white hair and golden eyes lay quietly in the sea, like countless sleeping dolls.

　Some of them are very young, like innocent girls; some are already old, with gray hair, but their expressions are still peaceful; there are also babies in swaddling clothes, curled up in the crystal clear amniotic sac, with soft nails and eyes not open.

　There are even people with distorted bodies, people with extra or missing hands and feet, people with unusually large or small bodies - many strange and congenitally deformed people.

　But without exception, they all had faces strikingly similar to the white-haired shrine maiden—and the thing that called itself "Amaterasu."

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　It was as if the same template had been carved over and over again, with slightly fluctuating details, slightly different expressions, and even the occasional failed product from the processing process. But all of them had those golden eyes, snow-white hair, and that calm, almost half-smile.

　Even Qi Xing, the dignified "Master Lei Pu", couldn't help but stiffen for a moment when he saw this scene.

　This is not one or two clones, nor is it a few simple "reincarnations".

　These are "her"s" one after another, "clothes" for reincarnation, spare "selves", like dolls displayed in a closet, sleeping deep in the sea of ​​blood.

　"Are you fucking crazy?"

　Behind the White Witch's clear self and rationality, there is ultimately terrifying madness.

　He finally understood.

　This isn't really a metaphor for the soul changing clothes.

　She hid herself in every life.

　Past, present, Future.

　A failed body, a prepared body, a body that has not yet awakened.

　Like changing clothes, they are arranged in this bloody deep sea of ​​the "inner world", one by one, layer by layer, in the "wardrobe" stacked up like a valley of corpses.

　But where did all these "clothes" come from? Perhaps modern technology is advanced, and Amaterasu is rich enough to secretly clone people - but where did clones come from in ancient times?

　What Qi Xing took off at this moment was just the top layer, the newest piece of "clothing".

　Where is the real her - her true self - hiding?

　Just as Qi Xing was thinking this...

　From the depths of the seabed, a soft, sigh-like voice suddenly echoed: "You are really rude, "Rep Master."

　The sound was like water flowing from all directions, swirling in his ears.

　Those countless pairs of golden eyes opened at the same moment and looked at him.

　【Amaterasu】（with pictures）

　I forgot to post the pictures when I updated the last chapter.

　Considering that she is the BOSS after all and not one of the heroines, it is better not to put any reference to the work.

　As the BOSS of the third volume, let's give her some face and put her here separately for everyone to see.

　Hmm? Why not drop a chapter?

　Because she won't look like this starting from the next chapter... That's why I said it should have been posted in the previous chapter.

　Then the next chapter will be updated tomorrow morning meow——

　101: Crazy Mother

　Now that things have come to this, it’s time to explain a little.

　The mythological prototype that Qi Xing extracted from the "illusion" silver coin was not actually a mainstream god from the East or the West, but an ancient god from the Canaanite civilization that had long been lost in the dust of history.

　The primordial sea god, the Dragon King [Yam].

　He is not a gentle and peaceful sea god, but a symbol of primordial chaos and the untamed sea.

　In ancient times, when heaven and earth were unknown and the gods clashed, Yam symbolized the untamed sea and primordial storms. He transformed into storm and tsunami, challenging the gods; his name became synonymous with the ocean itself.

　He is the huge wave that engulfs the city-state and the raging tide that drags the kingdom into the abyss.

　Baal, the god of thunder and war, once fought against Yam, forcing the sea god back with thunder and lightning, establishing the order of kingship and forcing the sea back to its borders. But no one could truly kill Yam. For as long as the sea exists and storms continue to come, Yam will live forever.

　Yam is not only a god, but also a force.

　The primal forces of chaos that battle against order.

　Whether it is a city, a kingdom or a civilization, it will eventually disappear into chaos and return to its original state.

　On the contrary, in mythological semiotics, the power of the sun god is generally regarded as a symbol of the power of order.

　The divine power that the white-haired shrine maiden "Amaterasu" obtained from nowhere has now been broken by Qi Xing's power.

　But after returning to its original state, the essence that was revealed made Qi Xing secretly surprised.

　A deep-sea tomb built of "self".

　In this blood-red sea of ​​amniotic fluid, countless fetal sacs float, and inside them sleep "herself" at different stages and tenses.

　Those girls, old women and babies sleeping at the bottom of the sea, each corpse with white hair and golden eyes, is the shell of her past or future body, the "clothes" she stored to continue her self, and the shell of her reincarnation.

　Now Qi Xing forced her true form to reveal itself.

　Then from the bottom of these "shells", the real her rose up.

　An indescribable monster.

　For a moment, Qi Xing almost thought his vision was distorted.

　The "white-haired priestess" who crawled out of the unfathomable trench, her upper body still had that familiar face - white hair fluttering, golden eyes shining, skin as white as wax, an elegant expression, and even her usual smile.

　But from the waist down, it's a nightmare.

　This is a terrifying "lower body" that cannot be accurately described in physical terms.

　If you must say, it's a bit like a mermaid, except that the upper half is a beautiful white-haired shrine maiden, while the lower half is made up of countless translucent tentacles that stretch out from the sea.

　Countless fin-like ribbons, like feathers hanging from the sky, dragged the placenta pulled out from the seabed.

　There are thousands of fish that have yet to emerge hidden in those fins.

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　The newborn babies - some are still wrapped in round gestational sacs, while others are just unformed spines and heads, floating in the air, silently waiting for the next "birth".

　Elegant, yet creepy.

　Holy, yet maddening.

　She is neither human, nor fish, nor god, but she possesses the most terrifying qualities of all three.

　It was like the combination of a creature called a sea dragon and a human that Qi Xing had seen in a documentary.

　Before, he was still wondering where "Amaterasu" got so many identical "clothes" to "change and wear"?

　Now the answer is clear.

　She was simply—using her own true self, hidden deep within the "inner world," as a seedbed, constantly nurturing new "selves."

　Giving birth to oneself, taking it off and putting it back on. Dying again and again, being reborn again and again.

　By continuing to reproduce, one can continue one's life.

　Her true self has indeed become one with the concept of "reincarnation" itself.

　"Alas."

　What kind of weird scene has Qi Xing not seen?

　But the grotesque alien in front of him, whose mere existence was disgusting, still made him feel an indescribable nausea.

　Even Sasa, who was sitting on his shoulder, showed a look of disgust and wrinkled her nose.

　"Mr. Leipu, you are really rude."

　On the contrary, she herself - the witch with white hair, golden eyes and a smile on her face - seemed not to feel embarrassed at all.

　With a light leap, she flew out of the trench, her translucent fins spread out in the air, as gracefully as if she was swimming in the windless sky.

　"I've been rough around the edges before. Someone once hit me, choked me, and then choked my head off."

　Her tone was gentle, like a joke between old friends.

　Qi Xing was not interested in listening to her share her perverted apricot fetish.

　He already knew who she was.

　She is neither "Amaterasu" nor "Ise".

　Japanese folklore features a famous female figure. Legend has it that she accidentally ate the flesh of a mermaid (or, in some versions, the flesh of a dragon god) in her youth, gaining immortality and living to the age of 800. Seeking redemption and peace, she shaved her head and became a nun, traveling throughout Japan as a nun.

　It sounds like a very common folk legend.

　But Qi Xing knew another thing: after the Heian period in Japan, many traveling nuns and women like wandering shrine maidens were actually prostitutes when they walked the streets.

　Looking back now, her image—the upper body of a beautiful girl, the lower body like a deep-sea monster fish, with the structure of both an embryo and a uterus—has hinted at everything.

　It is said that she ate the flesh of a "fallen dragon" that fell from the sky more than 800 years ago.

　She has lived from at least 1181 to the present, which means she has lived for at least 800 years, and she still maintains her youthful beauty.

　For at least several hundred years, until a few decades ago, her village had been making a living by selling spring products, and the people in her village had been women for generations.

　Her name has been spread all over the place since ancient times, like fog, mystery, fantasy and dream.

　So who is she?

　"Eight hundred bhikkhunis."

　Qi Xing spoke up and revealed her real "name".

　Upon hearing this, the alien creature laughed.

　"Yes, 'Rep Master'."

　Her voice seemed to come from the bottom of the sea, with an echo like the sound of water.

　"That is not my real name, but I have walked the world under it."

　"At this point, it's obviously impossible to get you to capture the Black God's Witch."

　Her fins slowly stretched out, causing the afterbirth-like structures to swell in the air, causing the air to vibrate violently.

　"Then let's make another choice—"

　"I might as well kill you, take your silver coins, and use them to ascend directly to the realm of saints."

　The murderous intent was finally revealed.

　She had previously been crushed to death by Qi Xing, stripped of her clothes, and forced to reveal her true form. But now, she was full of confidence, and even her tone became calm and composed.

　It seems that all humiliation is just the beginning of elixir, and all stripping is just the prelude to nirvana.